Week 1

[bathymetric]

Good morning, New Rapture. A new day is dawning.

There may not be much light to differentiate the days here, but the lights of the part of the city you're in change enough by the clock that you can almost believe there's a sun somewhere. It looks like Mayor Fontaine has no intention of going back on his deal, and for the time being? You're all stuck here. But there's plenty to do, and... maybe not plenty to see, but there's enough. There's something, at any rate.

Especially if you're willing to look beyond the surface.

And if you spend enough time around others, you might find something neat!

No matter what, it's time to start getting to know your fellow captives. You might be here a while.




MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY
FRIDAY | SATURDAY

[ ooc: Welcome to the first week of Unknown Seas Round 3! We're very excited to have you. Please make sure to mark any investigation toplevels accordingly, and you can reach either Mayor Fontaine or Eleanor for conversations! ]

Comments

pool

[bootyhunter]

Tch.

[Dandy isn't dressed for the pool when he encounters Forrest, he's merely strolling around the perimeter to get a feel for the place.]

It definitely doesn't smell fresh.

[visiblepattern]

[You feel him, Dandy.]

It smells like something's been put in it, but it's nothing that I'm familiar with at all... People actually swim in this?

[Like. He's considering swimming in this, but he's also seriously doubting the suitability of anything that smells like this. Eugh.]

[bootyhunter]

It's probably chlorine, but...

I can't say I trust it.

[Dandy sounds oddly melancholy, which is rare for him. Seeing the water ripple like that reminds him of the beach.

Which reminds him of her, consequently.]

Has anybody else taken a dip as of yet?

[visiblepattern]

I don't know... Do you think it's really something that dangerous?

[There's a pause, though, after that's out there.]

Are you all right...? Please forgive my asking, but you seem a little down.

nsfw

[bootyhunter]

Down?!

[The implication that he's thinking about yet another one of his failed relationships is too sensitive a topic to be touched upon! Dandy usually whooshes through these rare clouds of self-doubt and onto the next alien hunt, also because his memory is notoriously awful, but...

So many details he'd never once have been able to recall are rising up to the surface of his conscious thoughts.]

I'm not down, baby!

IN FACT, I HAVE NO PROBLEM GETTIN' IT UP!

[visiblepattern]

[...Wow.]

I, ah... I'm glad to hear that??

[How does one even respond to that. He's trying very hard?]

[bootyhunter]

That [horny] piece of information isn't relevant to you.

[Says the man who offered it freely...]

Hmph.

What's a kid like you doin' in a place like this, anyway? Even some of the worst criminals in all of the cosmos would spit on the kind of guy who'd throw a baby into a killin' ring.

[This is Dandy's roundabout way of saying that their situation is fucked up.]

When I get a hold of that Mayor guy, I'm gonna give his family jewels a good whack! That way, he won't able to screw up any more families, not even his own.

[visiblepattern]

[He stiffens a little at that, just physically, because what the hell, good sir. Like he understands the sentiment, sort of, but dude.]

I'm not a child. [SAYS THE SEVENTEEN-YEAR-OLD.] I'm in the army back home, I've been put into battle. It's not as though this is much harder than that; I'd say it's easier, if all we're expected to do is stay put.

[bootyhunter]

[Dandy snorts. This kid is too young to go to war, and no matter how proud Forrest sounds, the admission strikes the alien hunter as tragic.]

You really think it's easier?

Sittin' still? Standin' in one friggin' place?

[visiblepattern]

I find it easier than all the senseless death at least, yes.

[bootyhunter]

[Dandy hesitates to ask the next question, despite the reality of the situation being in such plain sight.]

...How long have you been doin' the whole war thing?

[Forrest's tone does make him feel a tad guilty. Putting Dandy's unreliable income aside, he lives a pretty blessed life.]

Are snot-nosed brats the only ones they've got left?

[visiblepattern]

I'm not doing it because I was...I don't know, conscripted? I'm there because I want to be.

[So at least it's not just kids or anything? Still perhaps too many kids, but they're. Uh. Supervised.]

I'm fairly recent, though. I haven't seen nearly as many battles as some of the others with me.

i would like to apologize for all the cursed shit that counts as space dandy dialogue

[bootyhunter]

So you wanted to go to battle? All by your lonesome!

[The situation saddens Dandy more than he lets on.

No matter how hard he tries, nor how painfully he squints, he can't recall his own youth himself. The farthest back he can remember, he was waking up in a dumpster outside of his first BooBie... And by then, he was already a fully grown (horny) monstrosity.

Youth is fleeting and precious, so in his opinion, it should be treasured.]

Man, who hurt you, baby?

Unless it's a war on a pretty woman's panties, I don't want no part of it!

for what it's worth i laughed

[visiblepattern]

Ah...

[He is not certain what to do with that last piece of information, so...moving right along...]

No one hurt me, I promise. I was just... [...You know what, he doesn't like where that is going.] ...I'm a medic, so it seemed best to be where my abilities are needed. I've been able to save lives this way.

[That's better.]

[bootyhunter]

For realsies, though?

[While surprised, he doesn't question the young man any further. A variety of aliens have innate healing capabilities, and even more take on the extensive schooling to learn the tricks of the get-well-soon trade.]

Sweet! Didn't think there were any nurses up in here, 'specially 'cause where I'm from they're usually older, and uh, more sexy!

[c h r i s t]

So if I get a big time boo-boo, [which he will 'cause he's a fucking bonehead] I go to you?

[visiblepattern]

Of course!

[He seems confident about that much, definitely.]

I like to help people, and mending things is my specialty. So anytime you need me to.

and end thread?

[bootyhunter]

Mending things, huh?

[Considering what the Mayor is threatening, it's good that at least one person in this place is great at putting people and things back together. Dandy, on the other hand, is far better at breaking things without even trying.]

That is real special.

I'll keep that in mind.

[Right between the juicy asses and bouncy bazongas.]